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Unpretentious Intimacy

I am in Vancouver International Airport. I am tired, but, I think, I was rewarded these last few days. I am grateful I was able to turn in and reflect. After a tough day, I people around me reached out and seemed to sense my discomfort. The result was gratifying, but it was not the result. Instead, it was the comfort being with people who cared and brought me into the fold.

I wonder what makes me who I am? Is it the moments I drop my shield of invincibility and show a vulnerable self? That is a scary place, but is so rewarding. It is the slowness of a crock pot where the fruit of intimacy is born. Here, I gain identity in the a relational and caring mirror. But, it sneaks up on me without even realizing it is there.

In a wondrous space

One’s most guarded secrets;

Unshared desires;

Find form—

In a carnival mirror,

Is that me?


Lie with a lover

An uncertain first time

Truest intimacy blooms;

That is who I am

Revealed in the other.

Stay human friends.

About ivonprefontaine

I am a retired educator who is currently completing a PhD. Prior to teaching, I worked in private industry for 15 years and returned to university to earn my education degree. For the last 17 years I taught, I was a teacher in a unique, progressive, alternative educational school of choice. Currently, I am engaged in a doctoral program at Gonzaga University in Spokane. My dissertation topic is how teachers experience becoming who they are as teachers, as human subjects.

14 responses »

  1. Love this & it is so true. It is in vulnerability that we find support.

  2. Weary travelers do share the same facade of fatigue and vulnerability. I agree, it is in vulnerability that we find support.

  3. It is so true, Ivon. When we let down that mask of self we wear so often, it generally has the effect of allowing other’s to drop theirs… Scary, as you say; and yet so rewarding…!

  4. It is very much true.

  5. Thought provoking, and very insightful! Kudos Ivon!

  6. It is refreshing to read your poetry and hear you speak of vulnerability. I found you thru Niamh Clune. A wonderful find on Thanksgiving. J.K. jennifer


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